His grip on my black curls got tighter the longer I stayed and I finally had to let him loose. “Damned if you weren’t right Larry! This fucker can...really eat a fucking cock!” Our rugged buddy said while catching a fresh breath. “Give it back and I’ll eat it some more.” I spat. To have Roy instead step before my face. “You sure treated my cock good!” He said. While he dragged the drooling head over my moustache. “So why don’t you eat it instead?” He slid it in and I went to doing just that.. Bien sûr, la première chose que tu voies est ta poitrine. Énorme, bien ronde et tenant miraculeusement bien en place, tu la caresses avec une certaine fierté et passe ton pouce sur ton aréole brune pour te stimuler. Tu te retournes en passant tes mains fines sur ta taille de guêpe et tord le cou pour admirer tes fesses de déesse et ta chute de rein vertigineuse, puis descend un peu sur tes cuisses fuselées, tes jambes interminables et parfaitement glabres … En plus d'attirer tous les regards,. I tried to peak with one eye to see what they were up to. I could make out that they clearly seemed to be facing each other. I faked a cough, and while peaking saw them both kind of jump further apart. I knew for sure they were up to something again, but not certain exactly what. They called over to me again and again, I sat silently. Then I listened and could hear what I know had to be my wife moaning. When the moans got deeper, and it seemed like she was really into whatever was going on, I. It all sounded wonderful to me. It sounded like i wasnt alone in wanting these things and that i finally had a play partner, a sex buddy, who would use me for all the purposes id always wished to be used. He would pimp me out, id be his mistress whore. So thats how the name pimped out mistress originated. This is where our adventures started. That was six years ago. We are still adding to our adventures, we are still fulfilling fantasies of mine and of men we find along the way. During.